Poetry ~ Becky Kilsby

Data Chains The hush and pull of surf along my veins is lost beneath the crackling static beat – incessant input blizzard, data chains. Desire for languor, cobalt-lime refrains, a hammock daze of summer, leafy heat – the hush and pull of surf along my veins is pummelled, kicked and blistered by the strains of […]

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